Pardon Me?

My husband recently ordered a hearing aid. Wearing it this week, he and I were headed to breakfast when he asked, “Where is that clicking clock?” “You mean the turn signal?” I said. Not funny. But true. Operating noisy, outdoor equipment for thirty years in his career as a landscaper/groundskeeper, my husband is nearly deaf. […]

Birthday Bash

  This week I entered a new decade of life.  To celebrate I invited several close friends to join me for a Mad Hatter High Tea at the castle on the hill in Eugene, Oregon, otherwise known as the Shelton-McMurphy-Johnson house.  My guests came dressed for a party. Many of us wore our favorite hats. […]

Playing Possum

This tale started with a stray cat and a man who can’t abide any animal going hungry. When a ragged old tom looking like a cross between a barn owl and a raccoon appeared on our doorstep, my husband’s answer to the cat’s problems was feed it. Which means the cat stuck around for more. […]